A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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A million stars up in the sky.

One shines brighter - I can't deny.

A love so prec

ISHQ BEWAJAH

HA US VAKTT ME TERA THA 

JAB TAK TU MERA THA 

VO PAL VO RAATE VO YAADHE

The Pain Of Goodbye

I could fill the oceans with the tears I've cried

Or cover the entire earth with blankets

hum veer jawan

जाग रहे हम वीर जवान,

Everything About You

 

Your dove like eyes,

Has me hypnotized.

Your sweet smile,

We Have Been Friends Together
We have been friends together,
In sunshine and in shade;
Since first beneath the chestnut-tree

pyaar hota h hazaro me ek se

हज़ार लड़के प्यार नही करते 

हज़ा

A F-R-I-E-N-D

A FRIEND

F is for the fun we had together

R is for the relaxing time we shared

Bestest Best Friend Forever And Always

You are there when I need you

You always have my back

You uplift me when I'm sad<

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